London opens to you like a novel itself . . . It is divided into chapters, the chapters into scenes, the scenes into sentences; it opens to you like a series of rooms, door, passsage, door. Mayfair to Piccadilly to Soho to the Strand.

Anna Quindlen (b.1953), Imagined London: A Tour of the World’s Greatest Fictional City

Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.

Thomas Moore (1779-1852), Rhymes on the Road, The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore